Someone on twitter tonight very kindly informed me that, waaaaay back once upon a time in 2011, @linmanuel posted his dream cast for a West Wing musical on his now-defunct blog. And since the internet never forgets, I share it with you all now.
I support everything about this casting (Patti LuPone as Marion Coatsworth-Hayes! Audra McDonald as Nancy McNally!) and wish to see it become reality as soon as humanly possible.
Description- Honestly it’s based completely off a (joke) YouTube video I watched during my demon phase that I’m honestly still trying to find a logical solution for. Honestly.
Warnings- Uh, sex? I really don’t know what to put for this when it’s already obviously smut
Word Count- 1020
Notes-I have no clue why I’m writing more smut the last one was shit I guess I’ve just had this idea in my head way too long also there may or may not be an appropriately timed reference if you squint…
It was but another radio show. It was but another album countdown with Jameela. Dan was bored of it. He loved his job, but he sometimes wished he could spice it up a bit. Then he got an idea.
Dan gazed up at the clock on the wall. There was but ten minutes before they had to be out with Jameela. Was that enough time? He didn’t really care. He wanted to try something new and interesting. Maybe even something a bit dangerous. This definitely ticked off all of those boxes.
Phil was sitting on the same couch as Dan, staring at his phone. The younger boy leaned over and pressed his lips to Phil’s, who gasped in his mouth before warming up to the kiss. Dan climbed into his lap, causing another gasp by Phil. Dan moved his mouth down to Phil’s neck, and Phil, free to speak, voiced concern.
“Dan, we’re on in ten minutes.”
“Better speed this up then.” Dan unzipped Phil’s black jeans and pulled them off, followed almost immediately by his boxers. Dan took Phil in his mouth as he pulled off his own jeans and boxers, feeling Phil get harder with every passing second. Dan let go of Phil and got onto all fours on the floor, glancing back at Phil in anticipation.
“You do know we don’t have any lube or condoms, don’t you?” Dan nodded. “And that we’re literally supposed to be out there with Jameela in five minutes now?”
The younger boy nodded yet again, this time with a smirk. “Try new things.” And with that, Phil was on the floor with Dan. He carefully inserted his cock into Dan’s incredibly tight asshole. Dan was immediately overcome with pain, and he winced. Phil stopped, feeling Dan’s shivers, but the younger boy signaled for him to continue, and he did.
Every second was like another level of hell for Dan, but the pain was tolerable, and Dan wanted to continue. Eventually Dan got used to the pain. “Harder.” Phil thrust harder and faster, and Dan began to quietly moan. He was in even more pain than he had been earlier, but by this point he was almost enjoying it.
Phil finally hit Dan’s prostate, causing both of them to come. Dan moaned loudly, and Phil immediately attempted to quiet him down. “Shh… Remember where we are.” Dan took a quick moment to do so. He had somehow convinced Phil to fuck him in the middle of the radio station green room. It was an impulse they both foolishly gave into, but Dan didn’t regret it. He looked around the room, out of breath, until his eyes finally focused on the clock on the wall. They were supposed to be with Jameela five minutes ago.
“Oh my god, Phil.” Dan pointed at the clock with horror, and Phil gasped.
“Hurry, hurry!” They pulled on their boxers and jeans as quickly as they could and dashing out the door.
“Phil, wait!” Dan was limping. The lack of lube was still causing him a lot of pain, and trying to run was very difficult.
“Come on!” Phil ran to the set as quickly as he could, Dan trailing as close behind as possible. A few seconds after Phil, Dan hobbled on and sat down on the couch beside him. Jameela was already talking to them, attempting to scold them for their tardiness.
“Your mics are off. Sit there in silence, I’ll deal with you later.” Phil adorably put his hands to his mouth, and Dan hovered his hand over his boyfriend’s knee for a second before realizing they were on the air. Dan tuned out for a minute before noticing the music change. He heard the Arctic Monkeys album and then noticed Jameela addressing him and Phil again. “I am sweating! I’ve been left here!”
“Can they hear us now?” Dan spoke into the microphone and could immediately tell he was finally being broadcast over the airwaves.
“They can hear you.”
“Do you want to know an interesting fact?” Dan wanted to do anything to get the topic off him and Phil. He didn’t know how he would explain if she asked where they were.
Jameela was obviously not amused. Dan, however, continued his fact.
“They are the first independent artist to have five consecutive number one albums in the UK. Album chart facts by Dan!” He was speaking, of course, of the Arctic Monkeys. He then sang the last part, hoping it would take attention away from their late appearance. It unsurprisingly didn’t.
“Where the hell were you?”
There was one thing Dan’s random chatter did for him. It gave him time, and he’d finally thought of a completely truthful excuse. “We were just in another room but they didn’t…” Dan stuttered, trying to find the right words while being put on the spot. “No one came to get us. We were like, ‘Oh, we must be in ten minutes, but…’”
“Everyone came to get you!” At this point, Dan was slightly confused, as nobody did come to get them. Maybe they had been repelled by Dan’s odd moaning sounds, or the couple couldn’t hear them. Either way, it was probably Dan’s fault.
While Dan was attempting to create a theory in his mind as to what happened, Phil took the microphone out of his hand. “We were lost.” Dan started laughing, knowing this completely contradicted what he had just said. “I’m sorry,” Phil added. What a mess.
“You were lost in a tiny building?”
“I tried to get a chocolate downstairs and I couldn’t get out the door.”
“I knew it. I knew there was sugar involved.” Dan turned towards the camera and flashed the signature facial expression, reading ‘this is my boyfriend, the spork, and that’s yet another innuendo he’ll never live down.’ Although he technically wasn’t that wrong. Dan let Phil keep the microphone. He didn’t really want to talk anyway. At that point, all Dan wanted to do was gaze into the distance and reflect on his horrible choices of the day. And, oh, were there many of them.
I can’t even think about Harry writing this song and feeling so connected to it and it being his favourite and then deciding to release it despite it being so different from anything else on the radio right now and it being slower and it being about something that’s so deep and personal and then to just say fuck it I want THIS song to say who I am and just risking it…..how he just did it because it’s authentically him idk man I’m so fucked up right now…I just want all the good things for him forever u know & I love this song I want everyone to hear it and close their eyes and get lost in it because it’s beautiful
97.02.18 Happy Birthday to the always fabulous and handsome Lee Seokmin! 🎂🍰🥂🍾
This baby was the very first one that caught my eye in SEVENTEEN when I watched their ‘Adore U’ music video after being impressed by one of their live debut performances! Soon after, I realized that Dokyum was not only a singing angel, but also a really dorky but lovable boy! I wanted to include so many more moments of my bias but one GIFset is not enough!!
Happy Birthday once again to this wonderful human being, and I hope your year will be blessed with everything that you’ve always wanted!
i see all the posts about mark being overworked and how sm needs to give boy some rest and that’s true but where did y'all lose haechan? i love every and each one of nct members to death so please include haechan too?!!
mark is in both nct dream and nct 127 units
SO IS HAECHAN
mark has been participating in both,limitless AND my first and last promotions
SO HAS HAECHAN
Mark is also in nct u unit but gladly they’re not having any comebacks right now so mentioning that doesn’t make him more “important” or in need of more rest than haechan
i know and understand that mark’s also in a high school rapper and has more schedules than haechan but please i fucking beg you stop sleeping on this amazingly talented boy
that’s all i had to say and also fuck you sm , overworking your artists won’t make your company any better